Infinite Female Martial God's Plan To Be Nurtured

Sure enough, after the little butterfly's braincase was running at a high speed, the answer was that he felt that this final reservation plan was indeed very in line with the style of his parents and the cruel status quo of the immigrant ark. Mom and Dad failed to create more biochemical shells, so they could only let those who persevered to the end enjoy this seemingly rewarding but equivalent to endless torment.

Because in the culture of the home planet, it is extremely glorious to accept death in an orderly manner, and it is the highest reward that will be accepted by God. On the contrary, the act of escaping an orderly death like X and getting rid of the highest honor and dignity is a heretical thought that belongs to the lowest low-level pariahs in the home planet civilization, and is a child of hell who will be abandoned by God.

But the belief in folk culture that these home planets have long adhered to has never been a question that Little Butterfly, a high-level biochemical intelligence, will consider and dialectically distinguish between right and wrong. For her, these are just a small piece of dispensable information in the cultural database of the home planet.

At present, it is true that only by handing over to her little butterfly herself can she complete such a vast and tedious and delicate operation, so that the parents of the last X existence can always be by her side, and never leave her, which is the most important wish in her heart.

Without hesitation, Little Butterfly accepted this fact as a matter of course, placed X existence on the operating table, and began a long brain neuron transplant operation on a non-existent false thing.

And the crow hunter, who has been controlling this series of dream processes, watched the little butterfly in the air, the two illusory bodies were busy intertwining, but their eyes were full of hope and were working hard.

I can't help but hunt crows in the bottom of my heart, and there is a trace of guilt, thinking about my struggle to survive since I was a child, I can't say that I am a good person, and I have stepped on the corpses of countless despicable and shameless rotten people to survive all the way to this day, but now the environment for life and death has changed, and the identity and gender have also changed, but in the bottom of my heart, I have long been accustomed to the ambition and instinct of survival and survival, and I have long been numb to that ridiculous conscience, so it doesn't matter if I have anything or not.

The corners of the crow's mouth smugly floated with a wicked smile...

At present, as long as the operation is completed, X will naturally wake up in a logical and rational way, and can always be by the side of the little butterfly, and will always bring her endless happiness and laughter and countless freshness.

Put away the successful evil smile, and re-hang the hypocritical smile in the plain numbness of the crow hunting crow: [Okay, our little princess, it's time to wake up from the dream, are you ready to put on the collar?]

In order to conform to the true reproduction of the existence of the character X in the dream, the crow hunting crow is implanted into the dream world with its own image and personality traits throughout the whole process, so when the little butterfly sees the character X wake up again, she will see the crow hunting in the real world.

In the dream world, when the newly implanted blonde doll beautiful girl with a biochemical shell is newly implanted in the cranial neuronal nutrient tank, it is placed in the medical examination table through the cocoon nutrient tank, and after the final full-body safety examination, the opening procedure of the brain neuron can be officially started.

When it was confirmed that the awakened X was a crow hunter, he still maintained a clear mind, a complete memory, and a familiar personality. Little Butterfly finally put her mind at ease, and she was worried that the hunting crow that X would have caused any unpredictable memory loss or nerve loss due to this brain neuron transplant operation, and she could finally land with peace of mind.

Now back to reality, I have escaped from the dream, and found that the little butterfly really didn't even notice anything, and the eyes were full of simple and cute little stars, all full of worry and concern, for fear that her operation would be successful or something wrong?

She really didn't feel any sense of disobedience at all? Obviously, she had experienced such a long interstellar wandering alone, and she had been alone with the evolution of the small world for endless years, and she was really so easily implanted by the memory of a deep dream, and it was done?

To be honest, even the culprit of the crow hunting was a little unreal, and simply a little uneasy. But let's take one step at a time, anyway, as long as it's still beneficial to me at the moment, what am I vain?Anyway, it's not myself who suffers, so it's no problem (big husband) Oye~!Hunting

Crow: [Irina, are you willing to leave the coffin of this immigrant ark with me?In fact, you should already know that the small world no longer needs an upper-level management system to help it continue to regulate the ecology. It already has its own mature ecosystem, and what you can do is already very little to adjust the assistance, and it is no longer as indispensable as before.

The name Irina is given by the creator of the little butterfly, and it is said that it was given after the name of the creator's deceased daughter, and the meaning of the name is to yearn for this peace.

Irina, who was slightly confused and dazed when she heard this, tilted her agile and fluffy head and asked, "But I still have to obey the final instructions left by my parents to protect the small world and the thousands of tinder embryos in the coffin of the Ark of Immigrants, and arrive at the designated habitable planet?].

Raven Hunting: [Final order is dead, there is already a most habitable planet in front of us, just over the rift in space that the immigrant ark crashed into.] The indigenous juniors of the small world have already gone to that planet and completed the colonization and migration first. Only the old demons of more than 3,000 years who have been trapped by the power of your small world and cannot go are still trapped here in the small world.

Irina: [But I can't disobey my parents' final orders

?] Crow: [Am I not one of your parents too?] Could it be that my parents, who have fallen into eternal hibernation, should listen to the words of my parents, who will still be by your side in the future?].

Irina: [Mom and Dad have to listen to Irina, but the parents of eternal hibernation have set up the Ark's mandatory prevention mechanism, before the Ark of Immigrants arrives on the designated habitable planet, if I change the course of the interstellar coordinates without authorization, it will be directly determined that the Ark of Immigrants has fallen or been invaded, and the Ark of Immigrants will automatically activate the stellar self-destruct device, and it is irreversible. And I don't have the clearance to try to block the hidden backdoor of the modifications. Crow

: [There is no need to change the established interstellar route of the Ark of Immigration, Irina you can also go to the New World and see for yourself if it is suitable for the Tinder Embryo Migration Program on the Ark of Immigrants.] Irina

: [What do you say?]

Crow: [This is a space trap, and after 30 minutes of activation, it will automatically seal off the entire space around the Ark of Immigrants, and in the closed capture space, it will continue to follow the designated interstellar coordinate course, and continue to carry the load. I won't be aware of the changes and wrongs on the spatial level, so you can rest assured that you can put aside everything here for a while and set off with me to the new world. ]